[Chapter Word Count:2303 Last Updated:2015-05-0606:55:32.0]

The whining ghost crying wolf howl suddenly spread far away, causing many disciples to suddenly wake up from their sleep.

A gust of yin wind suddenly swept over the peak where the Alchemy Hall was located, and the guards and disciples above and below the mountain shivered in unison, and a chill extended from the back of the head to the butt groove.

This is the first time that Ye Chuan has gone all out in the true sense since he was reincarnated as a human!

Jin Zhikun, who was standing in the courtyard, raised his head, his shoulders were slightly heavy, his eyes were shining, and he suddenly opened his mouth and slapped his palm, "Hmph, who is the master?

Kiss!

A sonic boom reverberated over the courtyard.

With a simple slap of his palm, Jin Zhikun brought a swift sonic boom, and the roaring skeleton phantom fell down, collapsed, and shattered in circles. The tumbling qi and blood in the body were like big rivers, flowing and rushing, exuding a strong and surging yang energy, and all the dark creatures such as scorpions, centipedes, and poisonous snakes within a radius of a kilometer could not hide, and ran a little slower, and black smoke immediately appeared on their bodies and was eroded by yang energy.

Jin Zhikun stood still, with a sneer on his face.

The Yin God travels at night, driving by the Yin Wind, not to mention, and trying to attack his Yang God Body, this is definitely looking for death! Don't you know that the Yang God Body you cultivate is the nemesis of all Yin Gods?

A yin wind suddenly rushed out from the layers of collapsed and shattered skeleton phantoms, and vaguely turned into a finger whistling towards Jin Zhikun.

When Jin Zhikun showed his supernatural powers, Ye Chuan drummed his spirit and launched a fierce counterattack.

The finger that the divine soul turned into was lifeless, like a killing god in an army, unstoppable in an instant, and the speed was amazingly fast, pressing Jin Zhikun's eyebrows.

"Hell, who are you?"

Jin Zhikun screamed, understanding his carelessness. The eerie and terrifying skeleton phantom is just a false move, and this finger evolved by the divine soul is the real killing move of the other party!

In the night sky, two muffled snorts suddenly sounded.

Jin Zhikun felt a piercing chill penetrate his body, and his body couldn't help but shiver, and the body of the Yang God, which was about to break through, suddenly withered, and his cultivation was forcibly interrupted. Ye Chuan's Divine Soul Phantom emitted curling black smoke, and it shrank by almost a third at once, and suffered a heavy blow, and with one successful blow, he did not hesitate to set up the yin wind and turn around and run.

"Bold, where to run?"

Jin Zhikun, who had taken a dark loss under carelessness, glared at him, flew to catch up, and gritted his teeth.

After being attacked by Ye Chuan's divine soul, his cultivation was interrupted all of a sudden, and if he wanted to hit the real human realm again, he didn't know how long it would take. The original plans and deployments were all disrupted. Suddenly, after suffering such a big loss, how can you give up?

After being eroded by Yang Qi, Ye Chuan's spirit was not lightly injured, and he couldn't run fast with all his strength, and was soon caught up by the angry Jin Zhikun.

Seeing that his soul was about to be grabbed by Jin Zhikun in his hand, his soul flew away, and a flash of golden light suddenly flashed in the dark night, Jin Zhikun suddenly stopped his steps and leaned back, his neck was cold, as if he had been stung by a wasp and there was a stinging pain. Reaching out and touching it, his hand was covered with blood, and if he moved a little slowly, his throat was about to be cut.

The Golden Cicada King, who was lying in ambush on the side, suddenly attacked, with amazing speed and sharp wings, almost making Jin Zhikun, a seven-fold master of monks, overturn in the gutter.

Killing tricks practice, interlocking!

From the very beginning, Ye Chuan laid out a lot of killing moves. The skeleton phantom is a false move, the phantom demon refers to the virtual and real, and the golden cicada king ambushed by the side is the ultimate killing move.

Unfortunately, it's just a little bit!

Ye Chuan secretly screamed that it was a pity, and the divine soul drove away quickly in the yin wind under the escort of the Golden Cicada King, and disappeared into the vast night. This sneak attack failed, and next time I want to kill Jin Zhikun again, it will be even more difficult. However, interrupting Jin Zhikun's cultivation made it impossible for him to break through to the real human realm in one go, and this had already achieved his goal.

The dark night sky, along with the terrifying howl of ghosts and wolves, quickly dissipated, and this fierce battle came and went quickly.

Looking at the direction in which Ye Chuan's soul was gone, Jin Zhikun's face was cloudy, and he gave up the pursuit after weighing it repeatedly.

Ye Chuan's attacks were endless, but his divine soul was not a big threat to Jin Zhikun. What really made him scruple was the Golden Cicada King, who was as fast as a touch of golden light. He is not afraid of a head-on battle, he is afraid that the Golden Cicada King is hiding somewhere and suddenly sneaks up at close range, and with his cultivation, he is not completely sure to deal with it.

After Ye Chuan's spirit was gone, the guards and disciples of the Alchemy Hall of the Brigade rushed over with torches in fear. Just now, the ghosts and wolves howling one after another made everyone feel the same and instinctive danger.

"So, that big devil Yin God is traveling at night, and the deity must be nearby. Counterattacked by my Yang Qi, his soul was injured a lot, and he definitely won't be able to go far!"

Jin Zhikun's face was gloomy, and he ordered in a deep voice, and a team of guards came out, and there were more and more guards involved in the search, and the entire sect became nervous. It's a pity that no matter how many soldiers are chased, it is in vain, and no one can imagine that the so-called big devil is lurking on the main peak of the sect's righteousness.

As soon as the divine soul returned to Ziyun Peak and merged with the main body, Ye Chuan immediately cleared all traces and retreated. It wasn't until the next day that his face was a little better, a little more bloody.

Last night, if his divine soul was not strong enough, or without the protection of the Golden Cicada King, I am afraid that he would have died under Jin Zhikun's hands. The body of the Yang God is indeed the nemesis of all the Yin Gods, at least before breaking through to the Monk Realm, with the strength of the current body, Ye Chuan has no way to defeat Jin Zhikun, who is full of blood and energy.

"Senior brother, senior brother......"

Early in the morning, the voice of the fat man Zhao Dazhi came from outside the door, and as soon as Ye Chuan opened the door, he immediately said excitedly, "Senior brother, did you hear that terrible cry last night......? "Hey, big brother, what's wrong with ......you?"

Looking at Ye Chuan, who was pale and weak, the fat man Zhao Dazhi was taken aback.

"Last night, I went to the back mountain to experience and encountered a powerful demon beast, and I was a little injured. Ye Chuan casually made an excuse and asked quietly and lightly, "What's the matter?"

"Senior brother, you don't know, last night, it was really a ghost crying wolf, and the mountain peak where the entire Alchemy Hall is located is lifeless, I don't know how scary it is. The fat man painted his voice and color, as if he was there, with a touch of fear on his face. After a pause, he continued: "Senior brother, although the big competition is coming soon, don't be too anxious. The back mountain is dangerous, so try not to go before breaking through to the monk realm. By the way, today is the day of the ghost market again, do you want to go and see it together? Maybe you can find some treasures, or buy the best pills at a low price to heal your wounds quickly. ”

"Oh, ghost market?" Hagawa muttered.

"Actually, it's similar to the mundane black market, it's just more secretive. The last time you ordered to investigate the truth of Tuoba Bird, I entrusted a hidden master of the ghost market to do it at a high price, and I don't have that ability. Senior brother, don't worry, I don't have anything else, I don't have anything else, the family has more than two silver, and one qiē fee is wrapped in me. Let's go, let's go!"

The fat man Zhao Dazhi knew that Ye Chuan had been meditating behind closed doors in the mountains before, and had never been to the ghost market, so he patted his chest and made a promise.

"Okay, let's go!"

Ye Chuan nodded and left with the fat man Zhao Dazhi.

In the face of the ghost market of sects and cultivators, there are many things that have always been varied, and if you look carefully, you may really be able to find some treasures. The hidden master that the fat man said also made him a little curious.